"You've got the sweetest smelling little cunt I've ever tasted," he said, "it's going to be a pleasure pleasuring you." Then he lowered his tongue int... the furrow of her cunt, carefully avoiding all contact with her clitoris. The crack was already wet with her love dew and leaking even more juice, indicating it was ready to receive him.She groaned again as he licked up and down both sides of her cunt lips, pausing to take each one into his mouth and suck gently on each side. Then he moved up. Finally she took me in her arms and forced one of her enormous teats in my mouth. I knew what was expected of me and responded accordingly. All the time I was suckling she was bringing my cock back to its full operating size, and we were soon on the way back to her bedroom and another long session.I awoke in the early morning as Kris wanted me again. When it was over, I lay limp and quivering beneath her as she grinned down at me. "For what it's worth, baby, you are pretty good yourself, good. " Alyssa started to see where this was going, but let her brother continue with his story. "She walked in on me and asked me what the hell I was doing. I told her that I wasn't doing anything. She told me that she wanted to know why I was moaning your name and I told her that it was another girl named Alyssa. Anyways, she knew I was lying and I was basically forced to tell her about us." He paused to catch his breath. He was talking so fast and I had to listen carefully to know what he was. Thanking him, Trudy made her way into the boutique portion of the shop.Leather, lace and PVC outfits, from knickers to cat-suits swung from clothes racks and one whole wall was hidden buy rows and rows of nylons – tights, stockings, hold-ups in sheer, opaque, fishnet, whale-net from low to high deniers and just about any colour under the sun. For a nylon fetishist like Trudy it was seventh heaven. She spotted Annette – at least she assumed it was Annette - coming into the shop through a door at.